Strong and Beautiful
Starter for @tsukaretame
They’d said he was assigned to U-5. He’d first concluded that if they wanted him to go there, wherever it was, he shouldn’t. His first goal had been to find Sakamoto or Zura, because they’d been with him when he got zapped??? here. He’d also half hoped to run into Takechi and Matako, half hoped they were well out of this.
But he hadn’t found anyone, the blood on his face and uniform was dry and caking, and no one here seemed to care what he did. With no other leads in view, he should at least check out what U-5 was. Only where was he now? He really had no idea.
Of course, he wasn’t going to ask just anyone. Find a trustworthy-looking stranger - no, a gullible stranger. He scanned the passers-by. Then his one good eye widened.
This stranger didn’t seem trust-worthy or gullible. He was beautiful. He had the delicate beauty of an oiran but projected an aura of unbelievable strength. He drank in the strange, ancient-seeming, but beautiful clothing, It was hard to objectively explain what he was seeing and feeling in this man’s presence, and really it should have creeped him out. Some Amanto have weird mind control powers.
“You’re not an Amanto.” He’s surprised to find himself speaking out loud, but continues on. “You’re from Japan, aren’t you?”
Oh, right, he had a reason for talking to a stranger. “Do you know where U-5 is?”
